A Desperate Strike

The blood-colored arrows ignored the void thousands of miles in circumference created by the Natural Phenomena Medallion and teleported in front of Wu Qi and the others.

At this moment, one could see the different reactions of Wu Qi and the others. Ji Ao, whose cultivation base was the weakest, leaped forward and lay flat on his stomach. A thick shield crafted of green turtle shell suddenly appeared over his body and covered him. At the same time, King Yang Shan let out a loud cry as he threw his fists that were glowing brightly with a blood-red light toward the incoming arrow.